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Chapter 577 Group battle!

The clan member of Ying Chong's lineage saw that Huang Xiaolong did not avoid it at all. The vicious force brewing in his palm had already penetrated into Huang Xiaolong's body silently. A grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he felt very proud. 'Hahaha boy! It turns out that you are really an embroidered pillow! After a few days, you will start vomiting blood and lose appetite... Hahaha~ Even if the family wants to pursue it, they will not be able to find my head! I have made a contribution for Brother Qingfeng and my dad!'

At the same time, Ying Xiao, Ying Chong and others were staring at Huang Xiaolong intently.

Seeing Huang Xiaolong's shoulder being pressed down, he did not fight back, and had a smile on his face, Ying Xiao frowned. "Oh no! Why didn't his son-in-law hide and let the enemy touch his body? This is a taboo!"

Ying Chong and Ying Qingfeng looked at each other and smiled.

"Hahahaha, Dad, Qingyan has made a contribution!" A happy smile full of revenge appeared on Ying Qingfeng's face. "Qingyan is a great master, and her whole body is condensed beyond the Taoist true energy. When he is hit by his Yin power, he can kill people without knowing it! Hahaha~ That little bastard is dead! However, let him enter the group battle, I want to play tricks on him personally, let him kneel in front of me, shake his tail and beg for mercy, and learn to bark."

On the big ring.

Huang Xiaolong's smile became more and more joyful.

Suddenly! The palm of the "Ying Qingyan" pressed on Huang Xiaolong's shoulder suddenly shrank. He could only feel a cold chill that followed his palm and rushed into his body. However, the chill was fleeting.

"What did you do to me?" Ying Qingyan asked subconsciously.

"I didn't do anything. Look at me, I didn't move... Hehe, you're thinking too much, are you?" Huang Xiaolong said with an innocent look on his face.

In fact, just now, the Yin power that had already penetrated Ying Qingyan into his body rebounded back with capital and interest.

Return several times!

In other words, after half an hour, Ying Qingyan will start to pull blood, vomit blood, the internal organs will begin to rot, and all life functions will begin to fail until death.

"This..." Ying Qingyan's eyes flashed a few times. He checked his body and found no abnormalities.

At this time, there were only people left on the big ring, no more or less, and the rest of the tribe members had been beaten off the ring and were brutally eliminated.

"Okay, tribesmen, stop. The first stage of the melee ended, leaving people behind, entering the group battle, now, step down, register your names on the wooden sign!" The head of the family personally presided over the overall situation.

People on the ring got off the ring one after another, and several elders sat behind a table, and dozens of willow signs were placed on the table.

The tribesmen who entered the second stage of the group battle took the initiative to go forward, choose willow wood signs, use brushes, and write their names.

Huang Xiaolong also wrote his big name on a willow wooden sign.

After finishing, everyone returned to their respective seats.

"Son-in-law, you... were attacked by a sneak attack just now!" Ying Xiao looked nervous and nervous.

"Brother-in-law, I'll check your body for you to see if there are any abnormalities." Ying Aotian also said hurriedly.

"Hahaha, I'm fine." Huang Xiaolong smiled arrogantly.

Soon, two large boxes covered by black cloth were placed on the large table of the elders.

In one of the boxes, only a willow wood sign was placed. On this willow wood sign, the names of famous seed players such as Ying Qingfeng and Ying Aotian were written.

In another box, a willow sign was placed.

"Dear tribesmen, now, I'll draw lots by myself." The head of the family looked solemn and put his hand into one of the wooden boxes. "The first one to draw were the seed contestants from six groups. The first group of seed contestants"

While speaking, the head of the family had already pulled out a willow wooden sign from the box, which clearly stated the words "Ying Qingfeng"!

"The first group of seed players! Ying Qingfeng!!!"

Next to him, an elder was immediately registering.

The non-seeded player who entered the group battle is now praying in his heart, 'Damn, don't be drawn to Ying Qingfeng's group, otherwise there will be no chance of a counterattack...'

Ying Qingfeng's strength has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Huang Xiaolong crossed his legs, with an indifferent expression on his face.

In fact, the rules of group battles are relatively simple. Each group, including seed players, is a total of people. There are six groups, just the same people.

Continue to draw lots.

"The second group, seed player...well, Ying Aotian!"

"The third group, seed player... Ying Qingquan!"

...

Soon, the six groups of seed players have already seen the answer.

The next step is to allocate the tribe members who passed the first stage and the great melee to each group.

First of all, the first group, that is, the Ying Qingfeng group.

"The first group of other tribesmen are... Ying Xiaohua, Ying Lie, Ying Zhou..."

At this time, Ying Qingfeng's eyes stared at Huang Xiaolong from the air, as sharp as an eagle and falcon, and were filled with scorching expectations, "Dog bastard! With me! Must draw my group! Sure!"

Ying Qingfeng naturally wanted Huang Xiaolong to be drawn into his group, and then he could torture, humiliate and torture Huang Xiaolong as he wished.

On the contrary, Ying Xiao's lineage, headed by Ying Xiao, and Ying Aoshan, were extremely unwilling to see Huang Xiaolong being so unlucky, and he directly drew Ying Qingfeng's group.

The world did not fulfill Ying Qingfeng's wish, and in the end, Huang Xiaolong was not drawn into the first group.

"Hmph! You're lucky!" Ying Qingfeng gritted his teeth.

Quick draw.

Soon, Huang Xiaolong wrote the willow wood sign that he had written his name and was drawn out, and he was assigned to the third group.

The seed contestant in the third group, named "Ying Qingquan", is a genius from Ying Chong's lineage and Ying Qingfeng's younger brother!

His body condensed a lot of true energy, which is extraordinary! In the Ying family, he is also a top-notch character! He also has a certain reputation among the top ten ancient martial arts families!

"Hahahaha~!!!"

In an instant, Ying Chong's lineage and hundreds of tribes burst into laughter!

"Haha! OK! OK! Great!" Ying Qingquan stood up directly, his back was as straight as a sword, and his eyes were full of cruel and joking expressions. "Dad, Brother Qingfeng, this is called the sky net is sparse and unobstructed! Although the bastard did not draw Brother Qingfeng's group, it was my group. Hahaha! I will break the bones of his body inch by inch! He tore all the meridians to pieces! Let him taste torture all over the world!"

"Brother Qingquan, you have to avenge me." Ying Qingshuang, in the restaurant, was broken by Huang Xiaolong. Now her head was still wrapped in bandages, and she was very embarrassed. She said with hatred and hostile expression on her face.

"Don't worry, Qingshuang, I will let that bastard survive and die." Ying Qingquan moved his muscles and bones, and his whole body made a crackling sound of bone explosions, which was extremely terrifying.

Soon, all the candidates in each group were allocated.

"The second stage, group battle begins. The rules of group battle are six groups, which are carried out at the same time. The points system is adopted, winning one point, drawing one point, and losing one point. Weapons can be used. But we cannot deliberately cause disability. In each group, the top two tribesmen with points enter the last round, ranking battle! In this year's martial arts gathering, the top three tribesmen will receive a generous reward. As for what kind of reward, I will keep it a secret for the time being, but I can reveal that this year's reward, especially the top one in the martial arts gathering, is... very generous!" The head of the family announced with a smile.

Immediately, an elder next to him took out a list and said loudly. "The first round of the group battle! One group, Ying Xiaohua fights Ying Zhou!"

"Two Groups, Ying Aotian vs. Ying Shu."

"Three groups, Ying Lin, duel...well, Huang Xiaolong!"

"Four groups, Ying Zhuo, fight against Chen Dajiang..."

...

"Ah? Xiaolong, you are going to play in the first game of the first round?" Ying Aoshan looked at Huang Xiaolong. "Come on! You must get a good start!"

"Hahaha, brother-in-law, I will also take the stage to fight the first round, let's go down together." Ying Aotian stood up, his cultivation level recovered, and he comprehended the Six-Meridian Divine Sword again, and felt that his combat power was better than the past. At this time, his fighting spirit could not be suppressed and he was eager to fight!

"Okay." Huang Xiaolong stood up with a playful look on his face, "It's fun... it's really fun."

"Son-in-law, Aotian, go. Well... don't be careless. There are no weak people who can enter the group battle." Ying Xiao's face was solemn.

At that moment, Huang Xiaolong and Ying Aotian walked into the square together!

The group battle begins!

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Chapter completed!
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